One day I was sitting on a plane when the
stewardess came by and said, "Would you like to have a Bloody Mary?"

I'll be honest with you. I never heard of a "Bloody
Mary" and I didn't have any idea what it was. I didn't know it was a drink so
when she asked, "Would you like to have a Bloody Mary?" I looked up, grinned,
and said, "I didn't even know she was hurt."

The stewardess looked at me, grinned a bit, and
said, "Are you kidding me?"

“No, I don't know what a ‘Bloody Mary´ is.”

She told me it was some kind of drink. I'm still
not sure what it is, but anyway she came by a little later and kidded me about
it and I kidded her. When she brought the drinks up to the area where I was
sitting, she had some kind of whiskey in a glass. Would you believe it? She
tipped over the whiskey glass and poured it on my lap! There I sat with whiskey
on my trousers. She said, "Oh! Of all the people on the plane you're the last
one I would have wanted to spill whiskey on."

I replied, "At least we agree on one thing: I'm the
last one I'd want you to spill whiskey on." We both laughed.

"You're a nice fellow not to complain about that,"
she said.

I explained, "Well, I'm not a nice fellow in my
heart, but I'm trying to act nice on the outside."

As I left the plane an hour or two later, the
stewardess stood in door of the plane telling everybody good-bye and I told her,
"Good-bye."

She said, "Could I say something to you?"

"What?"

"You're the nicest fellow I ever waited on."

So I said, "Say, I could do something a lot nicer
than that for you."

"What?"

"I could tell you the best news you ever heard in
your life."

"What news is that?"

"Could I stand here on the side until all the other
passengers get out? Then I'll tell you some good news."

She said, "Sure." I waited there in the door of the
airplane, and then I took my Testament and told her about the Lord Jesus Christ.
She bowed her head, prayed the sinner's prayer, and said she was receiving Jesus
Christ.